I have a friend I’ve never met, she lives in another
state. I met her through an online
writers group and in a very short amount of time she became a very close
friend. Life being what it is, she
discovered she had cancer, and decided on a hospital to get treatment and
surgery. Things did not go all that
well. She ended up in a coma.
Since that time I have been in contact with her father, supported
him by phone and text through a lot.
Other friends and co workers reached out to me and I often could get
info that others couldn’t and passed it on.
Along came a friend of hers, someone we had often talked
about, she was in an abusive situation, and I wanted her to ask this friend for
help. She’d known the woman for 40
years, so in my mind this woman should have helped her. She told me repeatedly
that this woman would not help her, that she would say she would and then
wouldn’t follow through. My friend often
called me when things got bad. She told
me things that she didn’t tell others.
Anyone who knows me, knows, I don’t lie, and that I don’t
judge. Most of my friends feel very
comfortable telling me anything, and talking with me about things that they don’t
tell others. Autumn (not her real name)
confided in me. We texted sometimes 200
times a day, IM’d while she was at work and emailed several times a day and
talked on the phone several times a week.
This so called 40 year friend of hers has now managed to cut
me off from any info about Autumn. Her
dad has stopped taking my calls; I can only imagine what this vindictive,
shallow woman has said to him. I went
off on her the other day when she again reiterated that only family should have
any info about Autumn, she isn’t family either but apparently told the nurses
at the care facility she was. I’ve caught her in several lies in the time I
have talked to her.
I can see her being hurt that Autumn didn’t share everything
with her. But friendships are different,
some you wear a mask with, and Autumn often talked about taking off the masks
she had been wearing all her life, with me she didn’t have to wear a mask, and
didn’t.
And length of time known doesn’t preclude you from loving
and caring about someone. I feel punched
in the gut. And I am sure this woman is
wearing a self-satisfied smirk, and is more than happy she has managed to shove
me out of Autumn’s life, what there is of it.
She is very much like Autumn’s abusive husband. Doesn’t
really know the real woman under the mask and doesn’t want to. She only cares about being Autumn’s only
friend, and standing on her moral pedestal, while she passes judgment on others
based on the time they knew Autumn.
Seriously, are we still in grade school? In this situation
everyone who knows Autumn should be pulling together and supporting each other
because of our love for Autumn, not quibbling over who knew her longer, and how
that somehow is a measure stick of love and caring.
Yes she has known her 40 years, but that doesn’t mean that
Autumn has told her everything in her life. And given some of the comments this
woman has made about abusive relationships, I doubt Autumn would have told the
real story, she wouldn’t have seen any support there, and Autumn herself was
just starting to realize that her situation was abusive and that her husband
had no right to do the things he has done to her. That she didn’t deserve the treatment he gave
her.
And now Autumn languishes in a persistent vegetative state,
and I won’t even know if she is getting better or worse—because of a shallow
minded selfish woman who can’t even see past the mask someone she knew 40 years
wore!
If you can’t be yourself with your so called friends, then
what is the point of having those friends?
I guess we all have that one friend who we have had maybe forever who we
can’t be our self with, but for fucks sake, if I ever end up this way I hope
none of my newer friends get treated this way by my so called lifelong
friends.
If they do, then I wasn’t very good at picking my friends.
I will have to find a way to live with being cut off this
way because of this woman who can’t accept that Autumn had other friends, and
had friends that she confided in more than she did in the 40 year friend, but
it isn’t going to be easy.
1 comment:
I so wish you could find out about "Autumn". Some folks just never grow up!
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